"So what do we do?"
"I don't know." The female officer shrugged. "We already have people on patrol duty. Our job is inside the station."
"Hm…"
More than two dozen officers were standing around less than one hundred meters away from the station, just far enough so that they could still see it clearly.
"We're not getting in trouble for this somehow, right?"
"No, the Prime Minister will take responsibility if something happens… Right?"
"Uh…"
The two female officers decided to approach others, who might have a better idea.
"These uniforms are so not flattering."
"I know, right? It's like so obvious that they were made for women. Like come on, why do I have to wear something like this?"
"Seriously." The male officer shook his head. "They could put some effort in."
'Alright.' The female officer gulped, and decided to head in. "I agree. They should put more effort into making these uniforms."
The three male officers turned in her direction.
"You do?"
'Who is that?'
